Pamela, what a lovely view! I envisioned Buttercup in the seat next to you chattering the silence away while you peered dreamily out at the peace and quiet beyond. lol
Certainly looks like a bountiful season there, Vicki and Rex are preparing for an excellent year too, their crops are still green but have grown well.... fingers crossed.
The mouse business began last month when a bad aroma began to annoy me. I nervously checked the compost crock and the garbage can and even peeked in the oven to see if a piece of meat had been left to die there. My nose finally led me under the sink to a forgotten mouse trap. Sure enough, there was a little furry creature ripening under the hot water pipe. Gag me. The snare and its little feast of long dried up peanut butter had been prepared several month previous; set by WR in response to my reminders (nagging) that we needed to be prepared for the winter mouse invasion. I'd left the primed trap alone, acknowledging each time I noticed it with careful avoidance. After our catch, we were once again aware that the field mice had found shelter under the house. And, that at least one had squeezed through the small opening around the kitchen pipes into the warm cabinet under the sink. WR set another trap with fresh peanut butter. Now I am paranoid. I keep hearing things: Paper...
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Thanks for visiting. And I love how the typeface in your header matches your own handwriting!
xoxo,
Connie
I love the "perfect zinnia" and the story of the really old pajamas
So pretty!
Makes you want to sing
*singing*
For aaam-beer waaaves ooof graaaiin!!
happy Wednesday.
Happy WW!